Feels like such a waste of time & effort to just make dinner for myself.
It really does.
When I lived on my own (not that I had time to cook much at that point in my life) it was always difficult. Not because I didn't know how to, but because I'd make it, eat it for one meal, put the rest of the leftovers in the fridge to "eat later", but I never would because I just didn't want spaghetti 3 nights in a row, or for lunch the next day after I just had it for supper. So then I'd make something else the next night, and the cycle continued.
I actually had a terrible diet that summer, now that I think about it. My commute to work was over an hour away, so I'd mix up a Essentials Nutrients shake thing (powder into milk), leave at 7:15 and drink that on the way there. Sandwich or ramen noodles for lunch, unless there was a camp going on and then I'd wolf down whatever they were serving. Then by the time I got back to town (sometimes after driving people home in the opposite direction, so about 2 hours of driving) it'd be 7:30 or so and I was too exhausted to cook, so I'd usually grab some fast food or pizza.
Not that anyone here is that interested in what I ate the summer of '12.
I just realize, looking back, how badly I ate, then.